The people on the banks of the Zangpu River who had just experienced an unjustified disaster had no time to have palpitations, and then experienced a horror again.

For the common people, it was just an ordinary way to report to their homes, but the next moment, there were more than 1,000 soldiers surging towards the crowd like a flood.

Heavy enough to have a hundred catties of refined steel cloak, the sergeant stepped on the riverbank suddenly appeared obvious sink, many people who could not dodge as if hit by a war horse, mouth and nose bleeding and flying, more people rushed to dodge, people hit people, people trampled on people, people smashed people, the number of injured people is much more than the number of people rescued by the Zangpu naval army.

For a while, the screams, screams, cries for help, moans, and pains were endless, and the scene was chaotic.

And more than 1,000 sergeants only took a few dozen breaths to surround the two old men whose actions were exposed, and after the two old men did not hesitate to make a move, they were also afraid of death and rushed to kill.

The waves in the Zangpu River are surging, and a piece of Mong is running in the turbulent river, racing against time.

The banks of the Zangpu River wailed all over the field, and more than a thousand iron horsemen rushed over with a thunderous attack, and the sound of armor breaking was endless.

The prince of Yuan'an Wangfu, the sloppy old servant and the chess ghost Qin Tan, who had already blended into the crowd, did not intervene in this encirclement and suppression at present, but only saved a few poor people who were almost knocked off under the nose of the iron knight who abandoned his horse and rushed to kill, and then hid the crowd and quietly became a spectator.

The three of them are not benevolent people, not to mention Qin Tan, who has already reached the realm of iTravel, that is, in the past 20 years, Yao Jingcheng, the son of the world, has fished more than 1,000 fish in his small courtyard of the lake, as for the old servant, the assassination people that Yao Jingcheng has secretly solved in the past three years of travel are not hundreds that can be summarized.

Of course, if it was at other times, Yao Jingcheng would not have to meddle in his affairs, but this Tibetan Pujiang River was really not a place where he dared to be arrogant.

Over the years, Yue Pan and Yao Ling have been fighting in secret, and Luo Jing's side is more intentional in favoring Yue Wangfu, saying that he really fed this good imperial uncle with a big appetite, and then regardless of his son, even if there is an old knife, thousands of iron horsemen can kill him, and there will be a death in the back, with the temper of the emperor of Luo Jing, he may be able to wake up with a smile in his dreams.

When hundreds of armor were left on the riverbank, there was an untimely sound of horses' hooves on the noisy riverbank, Yao Jingcheng turned his head to look, his brows suddenly relaxed, and his eyebrows smiled.

The bustling people can escape almost as much as they can, and there are all kinds of sundries and fruits on the river bank that have been trampled and injured, and there are a few young men and women who help the people who are only slightly injured through the mess, and slowly go out, and the neatly dressed son is particularly conspicuous.

More than 30 light horses with bright armor rode horses, with superb equestrian skills, swords and crossbows, and full of momentum.

The first sturdy knight, wearing a bronze-colored hideous grimace mask, and carrying a pitch-black snake spear in his hand, stared at Xu Fengnian who was standing on the shore at a glance, and suddenly grabbed the horse's belly with heavy force, and accelerated forward, completely ignoring the bloody body under the horse's hooves.

There was a wail.

The knight did not feel that it was wrong, but with a stroke of his spear, he pierced the chamber of a young man who had not been guessed by luck under his horse's hooves, and raised it high so that his heart was so cold that blood splattered on the spot. Then, with a single draw of the iron spear, the body fell back to the ground.

After the knight killed and drew his spear, he threw a cold look at the young man with a rich temperament in the distance, but the next moment his pupils contracted violently.

A big rough old hand pressed the head of the war horse and pressed it down.

At least two thousand pounds of high-quality war horses were intercepted, but they couldn't move forward an inch, the horse's head smashed to the ground, the front hooves slammed on the embankment, sank a few inches, and snapped together. The back half of the horse's body suddenly twisted, and the generals on horseback even threw out with spears.

The knight was about to stab himself on the ground with his spear, when he suddenly felt an instinctive cold chill, and was about to roll around the donkey regardless of his image, when he saw his intimate warhorse, which he had raised since childhood, disperse like smoke.

Then, the next moment, the knight was also in ashes.

The rest of the knights stopped almost at the same time, and for a moment the horses neighed and punctured their eardrums.

The thin and sloppy old man seemed to have done something inconsequential, and turned back to the brocade-clothed boy and smiled shyly.

Even if Yao Lingcheng had already learned a little bit about Yao Jingcheng, seeing the old servant who was embarrassed with him at the beginning showed such a hand, it also shocked Yao Jingcheng's heart.

However, he was shocked for a moment, instantly smiled and raised his voice, "My nephew didn't say hello this time, Uncle Wang minds?"

The voice of his shouting was only the volume of ordinary people, and it was naturally insignificant in the iron armor and the waves of the river, but most of the people nearby had already left, plus the old knife showed that he had suppressed the more than thirty horsemen, and he was particularly conspicuous, and the people in the Zhongshan Pavilion and the parade platform were not mediocre, and everyone was silent for a while.

After a few breaths, Yue Pan beckoned, and those elite divisions immediately stopped attacking, only surrounding the two brothers who were gasping slightly, and the more than thirty horsemen all turned their horses and turned their heads back.

Yue Pan calmly walked off the parade platform, with a good horse as his foot, dozens of breaths galloped over, and rolled off the horse, "When did Jingcheng come, I heard a while ago that you were in Yuanming, and said that you should also come to your Uncle Wang's mansion to sit in the past few days, and the two sisters happen to be there, you might as well come to the mansion for dinner tonight, which can be regarded as fulfilling your heart as Uncle Wang." ”

"The little nephew is respectful and might as well obey his fate. Yao Jingcheng shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "Just now, it was really scary for that guy to stare at the little nephew, and the little nephew didn't have any sense of proportion, so Uncle Wang didn't mind." ”

Yue Pan nodded slightly, "If Jingcheng is fine, you might as well sit in Zhongshan Pavilion." ”

"Something's still going on. Yao Jingcheng was a little shy, "The little nephew was slaughtered by a horseman when he came, looking at the barefoot old man, it is a pity to slaughter it, Uncle Wang might as well give it to the little nephew." ”

Yue Pan frowned, a little embarrassed, "This is a fierce tiger, can Jingcheng think clearly?"

"The tiger has to clamp its tail to me, too. Yao Jingcheng said disdainfully.

Yue Pan hesitated again and said worriedly, "Since you have made up your mind, it is inconvenient for Uncle Wang to say more, if you can surrender, take it." ”

"Thank you, Uncle Wang. Yao Jingcheng grinned and turned his head to glance at the old knife.

The old knife smiled back with an indescribable smile, touched a half-cut broken sword on the ground, and slowly walked towards the place besieged by thousands of soldiers.

Yue Pan didn't look at these, but looked at Qin Tan, under his nose, he naturally knew the bottom of this person, but he didn't expect this master to be invited out, then this prince of Yuan'an Wangfu is not as simple as it seems.

He looked at Yao Jingcheng with a somewhat complicated gaze, Yao Jingcheng and the old knife 'eyebrows' for a while, and happened to retract his gaze, Yue Pan instantly regained that kind eyebrow and gestured to go along.

The two walked side by side in the direction of the parade platform, naturally in no order, and many officials of Zhongshan Pavilion shook their heads again and again.

......

In fact, if it weren't for the two old men who wanted to take a breath and save their strength, they wouldn't mind killing hundreds or even thousands of elites in one go, and they would feel sorry for that girl.

The two of them could hear the conversation a few hundred paces away, so they didn't give a good look when they saw the thin old man with a long box on his back who was let in by the sergeants.

It's just that the old man who is used to being an old servant straightened his back slightly at this moment, and then smiled slightly, that

For a moment, both of them seemed to shake their eyes.

The sloppy and shabby old man who had no demeanor at first glance suddenly appeared with an indescribable meaning, which made both of them feel a pang in their hearts.

"Are you...... A knife?" Yuqi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his voice was slightly deep.

The old knife didn't speak, just touched his waist, but remembered that his wine bag had already been thrown away by Yao Jingcheng and rewarded for a new one, but he was reluctant to use it, so he smashed it.

I didn't see how he acted, and the sound of the long box behind him trembled like a dragon's roar, buzzing, not harsh, but shocking.

The two old men were suddenly like great enemies.

But the next moment, the tense atmosphere suddenly relaxed.

The old knife shook his head, looked up and smiled, "I won't fight today, but you have to go with me." ”

Yuqi bowed his head and had no expression.

Le Mingyang was puzzled, "Why don't you fight?"

The old knife shook his head, "I can fight, but not today." ”

Le Mingyang glanced at the sergeants around him and nodded, "Okay." ”

The two of them left the crowd one after the other.

Then suddenly there was laughter, desolate and tragic.

Immediately afterward, the laughter came to an abrupt end.

Dark clouds surged in the sky, and a drop of rain fell on the reddish-brown earth at the feet of Leming, and then, two, three......

"It's raining. Le Mingyang did not look back, only sighed softly.

The rain became heavier and heavier, dissolving into one with the blood stains on the embankment, and slowly flowing into the Zangpu River along the ravine.

......

Ning Jun regretted that the two of them took Wang Yan out of Wandianhong, and before they walked out of that alley, God began to be very faceless, and it became bigger and bigger.

The three of them had no rain gear, so they had to hide under the eaves of a house to hide from the rain for the time being.

Wang Yan felt that Ning Junxi was much more interesting than Shifang, and pressed Ning Junxi's shoulder with a smile and teased, "It seems that God doesn't want us to go, or let's go back, I can't say that God will be happy and it will be sunny." ”

The slightest blinked, not understanding what it meant.

Ning Junxi's face, which had finally faded down, burned up a little more, and he said seriously, "After a while, maybe Yizen will come back, and it won't take much time for the navy to review." ”

When Wang Yan saw Ning Jun's appearance, she felt that it was okay, and immediately laughed, and reached over to touch Ning Jun's ears, "Manly, isn't it just rubbing some oil, don't be so shy." If you come back every few years and look at it again, you won't regret it. ”

Ning Junxi subconsciously dodged for a while, and felt that it was too rude, so he pretended to look at the top of his head, thought about it, and shouted, "Death!"

A shadow appeared like a ghost in an instant, startling Wang Yan and muttering, "Where did you get out?" ”

"Four umbrellas. Ning Junxi was surprised at how dry this guy was, and suddenly remembered that there was such a thing as a talisman seal, but when he thought about it, he called it out, so don't waste it, an ordinary talisman paper will cost five taels of silver.

The Grim Reaper nodded in understanding, and vanished in an instant.

The heavier the rain, the more hazy the streets and alleys, and the sky gradually darkened.

Although he knew that the parade would be over, Ning Junxi still planned to go to the Zangpu River again, so as to bring the frost and Wu back.

When the four of them returned together, they saw a mess.

The elite of Yue Wang's Mansion was cleaning up the embankment, the dead people and war horses were piled up into a high mountain, blood and water mixed with rain, a scarlet flowing in the soil, but there were mostly corpses dressed in the clothes of ordinary people, old and young, no less than a thousand people......